Outcast ships. Enough said. I don't mind if you ship any of them, just.. Not the ones that are related in some way.. Please no.

If you don't ship any of them, that's fine too! I did make them for the readers, so if this isn't your cup of tea, feel free to skip this chapter!

But, Happy pride month!

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Hallupid. (Hallow x Cupid/Candyhearts)

•Hallow has a cannon crush on Cupid when they aren't paired.

•Cupid is oblivious to it. Thinking its just something that has to do with his aura.

"You should just tell him, I mean he IS Cupid after all sweetie. Just staring at him isn't going to change anything." Romeo says, lifting a brow at the bat as he files his claws absentmindedly.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to even be in the same room vwith him?" Hallow replies, his cheekbones a light orange.

Romeo rolls his eyes. "Calm down sweetface, its not that hard. Just talk to him. I mean, you've known him forever, you know he's not the type to judge."

"Just kiss him already you bitch." Lockheart says, throwing his arms in the air dramatically. Only to be slapped by the incubus.

"Ow! Don't slap me you glittery fuck!" He snarls. But, Romeo pays him no mind.

"I just don't know how to talk to him about it.. How do you ask him for romance advice vwhen its him I like!?" Hallow groans, hiding his face behind his folded ears.

"You could always tie him up in your basement..and show him how much you love him by eliminating the competition." Amour suggests with a grin.

Hallow lifts one of his brows. "No."

"Just a thought." The angel of blood hums, with a shrug of his shoulders.

"What are you guys talking about?" The pink angel himself asks with a smile. Hallow's face burns a deep orange and he quickly shrinks down to his bat form and ducks under the sofa.

"Um.. Is he okay?" Cupid asks, tilting his head.

"Oh no he's fine." Romeo smirks. "Just having relationship issues."

Lockheart snorts. "Yeah, he's a dumbass when it comes to feelings."

"I told him to just get the knife ready, but no one ever listens to me." Amour grins, taking his sixteen inch blade out of his coat and spinning it in his hand.

"No one should take your advice you creepy bastard." Lock mutters, elbowing him in the side.

Cupid hums. "Well, if you see him again, tell him to come to my office! I'd love to help him out!" He winks before taking his leave.

"He's gone now." Romeo says, bending down to look at the small bat hiding under the couch.

Hallow has his face hidden behind his wings. "I'm.. Not going to his office.."

"C'mon, what's the worst that could happen? He throws a bottle at your face?" The fallen angel asks. "At least you'd get a cool scar for the rest of your life."

A high heeled boot kicks him in the hip. "Ow! Stop it damn it!"

"Not helping!" Romeo hisses.

"Take your time, you'll know when you're ready. Only then, will you be able to speak to him about your feelings." Fears voice catches their attention. And they look down at him in shock.

"What? I don't just read about arachnids in my spare time." Fear shakes his head, walking his way up the stairs.

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Romyce. (Romeo x Bryce. Shimmering scales)

•Romeo cannonly thinks Bryce is hot.

"You know, you'll catch flies like that." Mari says, pulling out a chair and sitting next to the incubus.

Romeo shakes his head. "W-what?"

Mari snickers. "Oh please, I know a crush when I see one! Its okay! I think its cute! You should just do something about it before anyone else does!"

Romeo's wings stand on end as he frowns. "Shut up."

Mari rests his arms on the table, propping his head up. "Dive on in.~" The hornet winks, sticking his tongue out.

Romeo huffs, standing to move away from the puffy skeleton. He walks over to the edge of the pool and let's his feet dangle in the water.

"Am I seriously getting one upped by a fucking bee? Who I'm pretty sure hasn't even dated anyone yet!" He sighs, frustrated.

Crush really? Him? Romeo knew that crushes were just a nicer way of saying that you lusted after someone else.  But, if he didn't have a crush on the mermay than how come he always had his eyes on him?

Bryce was just so large, and intimidating. And those teeth, could you imagine what they could do? Or undo?

Romeo's cheeks flushed a dull purple as he ran a hand down his face in annoyance.

Suddenly a cold splash of water was thrown onto him, soaking his once sun warmed bones instantly. He shivered and hissed in annoyance.

"Cool down there mate. Ya lookin' a little hotter than me on a Sunday." Bryce snickers, wading in the water with his tail swishing back and forth.

"The water is freezing!" Romeo argues, crossing his arms.

"Ehh, get over it mate. It ain't nothin', a little water never hurt anyone."

"A warning would have been nice you fishy bitch!"

Bryce swims over to him, to rest his arms on either side of him. His claws against the tiled floor surrounding the pool.

Romeo may had been the tallest out of his brothers, but even he felt small under the siren's heavy teal gaze. "Call me a bitch again."

Romeo leans back with wide eyes. And deep purple cheekbones.

The smell of sea salt and dried blood filled his senses with how close the shark toothed siren was to him.

Bryce only snickers and pulls away from him, falling back into the cool waters of the large swimming pool. His arms behind his head lazily. "Knew ya didn't have it in ya, let me know though if ya ever want to... Go for a swim..~"

"Of course, if you think you can handle it.. Little diva.~" He purrs, giving him a playful wave before ducking under the water once again.

"I'm disappointed you two didn't kiss." Mari says, making Romeo cough awkwardly in embarrassment.

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Jear. (Jasper x Fear. Ghostly widows.)

"When was the last time you dusted?" Fear asks, pulling himself into the narrow entrance of the old attic.

Jasper simply floated and phased through the floorboards. "Um.. Before I died?"

Fear decides not to continue with that subject, using his long slender legs to walk across the old wooden boards, to not fall through them.

"How many boxes is there that you want to get rid of?" Fear asks, bending down to pick up a cardboard box covered in cobwebs.

"Anything that has her name on it.." Jasper says, looking sadly to the side. "Anything that's mine um, keep it. I'll go through it."

The spider nods his head, finding a box with the name 'Victoria' on it. He tosses it to the side next to the platform around the ladder.

Fear's lavender eyes glow in the darkness of the attic, allowing him to see much better in the dark. He pulls another box in his lap, this one having Jaspers name on it instead.

The spirit looks over his shoulder, looking into the box for anything valuable. "Hmm.. This one just seems to be clothes?"

"I assume you don't need pants anymore?" Fear says, taking the stack of trousers into his hands and tossing them into the trash box.

Jasper nods. "Not anymore! But.. You didn't have to make that sound so.. Lewd."

Fear raises a brow. "Did that sound lewd? I wouldn't have guessed.. Here this can be the keep box."

Jasper takes the box into his hands, setting it aside before finding another box to look through.

Fear slides his claw through the old packing tape and opens the cardboard box. He lifts a brow seeing a photo, well it was more of a painted portrait.

One of Jasper when he was once alive. It was odd seeing him without his wound or the flicker of his violet smoke.

"What did you find?" Jasper asks with a head tilt, the chains from his watches rattling once he floated over to his eight legged companion.

Fear holds up the portrait. "You are very handsome in this photo, whoever painted it was very talented. They captured your likeness perfectly."

Jasper's face tinted a deep lavender. His smoke making little swirls as they changed to a purplish pink.

Fear smiles. "I think I'll keep it."

If Jasper had his soul, it would be thumping out of his ribcage.

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Well, that's all of them for now! Well, my favorites actually. But let me know if you ship anyone else, I'd love to write for them!

See you soon! Xoxo Artsy.